"This python spirit is behaving quite well; it seems I don't need to pay much attention to it." Looking at the Indian workers kneeling in worship, Wang Han said with a smile. He moved his lips a few times, transmitted his thoughts to the python spirit, and then gradually disappeared into the banana grove.
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"Phew." Hearing Wang Han's telepathic message, the python breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that it had passed the test of joining the tribulation, and carefully noting down Wang Han's instructions, it looked at the Indians worshipping it and said, "Now, prove to me whether you are truly devout. Offer the high castes that enslave you as sacrifices to me, and I will give you new life, abundance, and a better future."
"Thank God!"
"Thank you, God Hack!"
Following the python spirit's words, the kneeling workers immediately began to express their gratitude in a cacophony of voices. Since it was the first time doing this, and there was no one in charge, the conversation became somewhat disjointed, with some even mispronouncing names.
"I am Hakkar, go and sacrifice the high-caste people who have enslaved you to me, and I will always watch over you." The serpent spirit was not angry at being called by the wrong name; it simply corrected it to make itself appear benevolent to its followers.
"Let's go, let's sacrifice that high-caste man to the noble gods." At the python spirit's words, the Indians shouted excitedly and ran towards the distant town.
"Swish swish swish..." The python spirit was not to be outdone, and also crawled towards the distant town. Since it was in the name of God, it was only natural that it had to show a miracle. Its huge body, as big as a train, was the best miracle.
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"My God, what's that? A train?"
"Shouldn't trains run in a straight line? And I didn't hear any thumping sound from the train!"
"It's not a train; there are no railway tracks nearby. It looks more like... a giant snake."
"How could there be such a big snake! That's nonsense!"
In the small town where the three people gathered, people on the edge of the town could see the python spirit crawling towards them from afar, and they couldn't help but stop to watch and discuss it.
"Lord Hakkar has arrived! Everyone, come out and greet Lord Hakkar!"
"Lord Hakkar will bestow upon us a wonderful life."
"Hakkar promised us that as long as we are devout and offer sacrifices of people of high caste to him, he will grant us the status of noble followers."
Shouts rang out outside the town as the workers from the banana plantation excitedly ran towards the town, shouting as they ran, as if they had been reborn, as if their mother had remarried, as if their father had found a stepmother, as if their grandmother had gotten married; their excitement was palpable.
Although the words they shouted were devoid of art, neither elegant nor profound, and certainly not spiritual nourishment, those profound words were incomprehensible to these few illiterate Indians, and few of them possessed any lofty ideals or high moral character. Plain language was more straightforward, easier to understand, and more in line with their values and beliefs.
What are they shouting?
"It seems to be some kind of god?"
However, these fanatical words left many people bewildered. As believers themselves, they understood the words about faith in God and the need to kill those of higher castes, but when put together, they didn't understand. What did faith in God have to do with killing those of higher castes? But the next moment, they understood.
"A monster!" screams rang out. Finally, some with good eyesight could see clearly the enormous python spirit in the distance, as huge as a train and as winding as a serpent. With their screams, the people gathered at the edge of the town could finally see the python spirit in the distance. The enormous, train-like python spirit filled them with awe and fear at first glance, and the crowd immediately began to stir in chaos.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. That's Hakkar. Hakkar won't hurt us. Hakkar is a god who has come to lead us to a good life."
“If everyone sacrifices those of high caste to the God, becoming devout followers of the God Hakkar, the God Hakkar will reward everyone with a life free from want.”
"Hakkar, lead us!"
Seeing the panicked crowd, the banana plantation workers who had come to spread the word shouted loudly at the distraught crowd, anxiously pulling at one fleeing person after another and explaining the situation.
The python demon didn't miss its chance. Seeing the Indians' terror and their flight, it flew directly into the sky above the town, maneuvering through the air. A tremendous sound echoed throughout every corner of the town.
“I am God, Haka.”
“Believe in me and offer me sacrifices, and I will reward you handsomely. Become my followers and you will become the new high caste.”
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"boom...."
"Da da da..."
Meanwhile, in the British Empire's military camp, slaughter erupted, with the sounds of gunfire and the roars of wild beasts echoing all around. Led by the White Elephant Demon, thousands of demons and countless wild beasts attacked the area in the dead of night.
"Run!" In the chaotic military camp, the soldiers of the British Empire fled frantically. Behind them, a large herd of bison charged wildly, goring and trampling any soldier who couldn't escape in time. Even as many bison were shot down, the herd continued its relentless charge.
"Awooo..." Several tigers pounced on a soldier in the chaos, howling as they easily tore him to pieces without even devouring him, and continued chasing after the next fleeing soldier.
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